The famous Anonymous once said that you cannot plough a field by turning it over in your mind.

I’ve been talking about writing about food for a while and I have been scribbling for days in multiple notebooks. Those who know me will recognize the signs – the spinning and flailing about, the assembling of items and tools, the attempts at organization and the procrastination that occur when I am trying to start something. I think of it as getting my mental meez (mise en place) together.

One day I was yapping on FB with some friends about how important eating locally was, and how organic, sustainable farming was essential and all that is good in the world and I bragged that down here in St Mary’s county (Maryland) we have all kinds of  local food and to come on down. Then it occurred to me that I was not walking the talk, I wasn’t going to the local farms and buying local foodstuffs, no I was going to Annapolis to the Whole Foods (am I allowed to say that?) and shopping when I didn’t just hop over to the Food Lion and I realized that I was full of bull, a complete hypocrite! I was just giving lip service (no pun intended) to the idea, about which I feel strongly, and not, as they say, eating  my own cooking. Time to put my money, er, mouth, where my, uh, mouth was.

Then it hit me, that’s what I will write about! I will write about me and my adventures trying go local! I will write about finding local food, what I cooked with it and how local was that meal, I’d give it ratings and show my progress and then I could say this meal was 76.345% locally sourced. and  I would list places to find the food, I’ll spearhead a eat local movement in St Mary’s county (they already have one) and the site would have a spot for recipes and there will be widgets on  show what’s in season now, and oh yeah a Digest (hehe, aren’t I clever) of food news and there would be pictures of the food and I can put pictures of my table settings on it and they can change seasonally and …

You people who know me know what happened next, yup, spinning, flailing, and obsessing, then my friend, the lovely Donna, posted one of her daily quotes on facebook, ” You cannot plough a field by turning it over in your mind. ”

Ain’t that the truth?